I'm really caught between a rock and a hard place. My childhood was pretty much one vast ocean of in which I found the occasional driftwood in the form of escapism, so I have no wish to return to it.

On the other hand I have absolutely no desire to enter the world of unwarranted self-importance which adulthood seems to largely consist of. Thus prolonging university for as long as possible (Except not really because I could have spread that out to five years if I had been willing to fail. Twice.)

I'm 23 but I definintely don't feel, dress, or act like it.